I don't know how Gong Su's brother, who lost a leg and was secretly sent to Western countries by Feng Shaojin, is living now.

With An Haoyu by his side, everything must be fine.

Originally thought that these great righteousness that are willing to throw their heads and blood for the country and the people should only be possessed by men, but Mo Jinlan never expected that she saw in Mo Lingwei the national loyalty that many people lack.

It is a kind of emotion that transcends the narrow height of love between men and women.

Not about anyone, but about everyone.

This is what Mo Jinlan will never be able to find from her biological mother, Qin Zhirou.

She was holding the traditional Chinese medicine, and the bitter fragrance wafted into her nostrils. She lowered her eyes and tried her best to blink back the tears that were about to drip.

She seemed to finally understand why Mo Lingwei desperately wanted to leave Feng Shaojin's side, and she didn't even care about whether she could have a good destination in this life.

In such a woman's life, love cannot be her life-saving straw. Feelings are always just icing on the cake, and will always be only a part of life, and cannot be her whole.

Life itself is all she has.

To be alive is to have infinite possibilities.

Those who like to seek life and death at every turn, and force them with death, have always been the weak in life, cowards who cannot face reality.

Death is too easy, but the most difficult thing is to grow flowers among thorns.

A woman like Mo Lingwei can clearly be a rich and noble flower in the world that is raised in a greenhouse. It blooms beautifully and is held in the palm of someone's hand.

But it is rooted in the deepest part of the ground, and after several times of wind and rain, it finally sees thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains, which are as beautiful as blue.

For the sake of freedom, she can find ways to leave Feng Shaojin.

For the sake of righteousness, she can willingly stay by Feng Shaojin's side and give up life and death, which she cares most about.

She is clearly the same type of person as Feng Shaojin.

Seeing that the atmosphere inside had calmed down a bit, Mo Jinlan walked in with the medicine pot in hand, and said in a low voice, "The medicine is ready, drink it."

At this moment, everyone seemed to have remembered Mo Jinlan's identity.

Mo Jinlan also belonged to the Jincheng Mo family, and was also the young lady of the Mo family, and she was also helping out in the Feng family army's camp.

Someone asked: "Second Miss Mo, are you planning to stay here and join our Feng family army?"

Mo Jinlan poured the hot Chinese medicine into the broken bowl and nodded heavily: "I am also a son and daughter of Huaxia, so of course I want to stay here."

The scorching sights were about to melt Mo Jinlan, and the atmosphere in the operating room became active again, dispelling the fear and panic brought about by death.

"As expected of the general's family, even the women are so bloody, what are we afraid of when we wait for the men, we can't be inferior to the women, right?"

"Thinking about the plague, Mrs. Mo led the doctors to stay in the shelter all day to treat the homeless patients by herself.

I heard that Mrs. Mo wrote the anti-plague prescription. "

"I used to think that the young lady of the Mo family was powerful, but I didn't expect the eldest and second young ladies of the Mo family to be so powerful. They are not squeamish at all, so they can endure hardships and stand hard work."

"That's right, I'm not the same kind of person as those young misses from the He family."

"It's really a talented person from a famous family, with a strict family style, so that she can teach girls to be like men, with a big mind, a grand pattern, and she can stand alone."



These compliments were never heard by Mo Jinlan who was arrogant and domineering in Jincheng before.

With a guilty conscience, she handed the medicine bowl to the hand of the injured, lowered her head, only felt that her cheeks were hot, and she deserved it...